[Ah... good. That's good. Seeing Dextera like that makes Guren's stomach burn hot, and as nice as the hand feels after no contact, he's already hungry for more. His own eyes narrow in his interest, and he leans back down, one hand grabbing at Dextera with a lot less of a pause for grace, stroking him immediately. There's so much that he wants to do to him... But this doesn't have to be the only time they do this.]
Dextera. [He speaks against his ear, then covers part of it with his mouth, teeth grazing as he pulls back. His hips rock into the strokes on his own cock.] You look good like this.
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Dextera. [He speaks against his ear, then covers part of it with his mouth, teeth grazing as he pulls back. His hips rock into the strokes on his own cock.] You look good like this.
[Sloppily stripped and lusty, of course.]